The Goose Whose Caboose Was Cooked
Once there was a silly goose
Whose caboose was cooked
Because of loose lips... It split
From it's Mother goose quick
And told the wolf that wanted
To eat it's Mother a badly sad
Rouse....
So the wolf chased them round
The dog house behind the barn
Taking a cue it wasn't welcome
Anywhere out on the old prairie
Farm...
O.A.
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